“Turn up the volume of protests …. change is never an easy feat to achieve,” the voice is dominating, emphatic and reeks of impatience to win the war. “Does change even matter any more?” I speak after a long, pregnant pause, sounding ominous to him, but at peace with myself. “What do you mean,” his … Continue reading Ominous
Cosmos * :- Here, cosmos can be interpreted as universe as a whole or a train of thought.
Thoughts :- Always an easy task to work backwards than forwards, retrospect has an edge, undoubtedly. Thrill, nevertheless lies in unfolding layers of unknown.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 154. The challenge is to use the above picture as a prompt for…
You believe you shine with borrowed light. The Sun knows it clothes you, but also conceals beauty of the original. Poets are busy giving you different names to facilitate expression of the complex. You do find courage to shed clothes, but your identity remains enmeshed in nomenclature. You are just the Moon … let adjectives … Continue reading Shedding
I build castles in the sand with footprints of the past traversing roads roads in time which did not live up to promises of childhood yet, the castles are intact…. A strange creature turns in sleep dreams of the castles he will build over mine and unleash a new era ruled by what I called … Continue reading Sandcastles
She hugged him tightly and said, “Yes, dad. Again same black cat pulled my quilt, jumped over the table and scratching the drawer”.
“Sleep, my dear. All will be fine”
“You are saying the same from last ten years. I want to know what’s in the drawer, who has locked it. Where is the key?”
“I swear, I don’t have the key. I tried to open it by all means but its not”
She cried and pulled her bedsheet. Numerous thoughts, questions were weaving the web in mind and struggling to come out of it. She had become the cocoon within it from many years and want to come out from it resolving it and emerging into a new life.
She put her all positive thoughts and woke up in the morning in search of the answer. She digs the toolbox to…
We are 7.8 billion lonely planetary bodies, circling each other, affected by gravity, pushing and pulling against each other to stay on course. We are 7.8 billion separate ecosystems, struggling to co-exist, trying to make sense of our environment, attentive to our own needs, less so to others. We are 7.8 billion conscious beings, waiting to be fully aware. waiting for our potential to take root and grow.
Discard your blinkers, look around, open your eyes and view the beauty of this planet and its people. Notice the person next to you, touch the person next to you, reach out to the person next to you. Be it family, friend, neighbor or stranger. Stop listening to the news with its distorted, slanted bias towards the worst of human nature. Feed your mind with poetry, noble stories, tales of heroism…